Gu Qing looked at the direction of the Dry Corpse Forest again.

"It's a dangerous place, a detour."

Then, he took a few steps back and left a sentence.

Gu Qing turned around and walked back and forth.

The great fear that arose in Ruan Xiaoliu's heart when he first saw the dry corpse forest here had been alleviated at this moment.

He looked at the dried corpses with different expressions, and he was a little distracted.

Hearing Gu Qing's words, Ruan Xiaoliu replied with a sneer, turned around and wanted to follow behind Gu Qing, but he was suddenly startled.

Gu Qing stood sideways, staring at Ruan Xiaoliu.

To be exact.

He was staring at Ruan Xiaoliu's gradually shriveled cheeks.

Subtle furrows spread wantonly on Ruan Xiaoliu's cheeks, like a pen held by the heavens, and the pen fell on his body, slashing out his vitality, making his face sallow and his body shriveled.

The traces of time were soon revealed in Ruan Xiaoliu's figure.

This young man, who was still young before, was already old at this moment in Gu Qing's eyes.

A flash of horror flashed in Gu Qing's eyes.

He wanted to flee as fast as he could.

But as he subconsciously raised his hand and touched his cheek, the idea of wanting to escape was put aside by him for the time being, and his brows furrowed slightly.

His cheeks were round and smooth, which was normal.

There is nothing unusual about it.

His eyes twinkled.

Gu Qing looked at himself again.

Indeed, there is no other abnormality.

Only on his bones, that trace of golden luster, kept circulating, as if a certain force acting on him in the surrounding heaven and earth was invisible.

"Do you feel anything wrong?"

Gu Qing asked Ruan Xiaoliu out of the tongue.

"Strange?"

Ruan Xiaoliu's brows furrowed.

There was a little confusion in his heart.

He's feeling very good right now.

Since entering the rumored place of the Demon Spirit Stream, Ruan Xiaoliu's feeling has never been so good.

He seemed to be lying prone on the soft clouds, his whole body was warm, and he felt extremely comfortable from his body to his heart.

He couldn't help but think back to a few years ago.

At that time, he was still lingering in the Qinglou in the mundane room, as well as in the fireworks alley, he spent a lot of money, bought all the top cards, and drowned in the pile of soft meat, which was indescribably refreshing.

Thoughts drift away.

Ruan Xiaoliu's eyelids were a little drooping.

He couldn't help but yawn.

Raising his hand, he rubbed his eyes.

Gu Qing's gaze fell on Ruan Xiaoliu's arm.

I saw that the arm like a dead tree branch had completely lost its previous luster, and there were many black corpse spots, on Ruan Xiaoliu's arm, between the skin and flesh, a faint stench, floating from Ruan Xiaoliu's body, lingering on Gu Qing's nose, making him frown slightly.

Dreamland.

And so it was.

At this moment, Ruan Xiaoliu has fallen into a fantasy world.

This child's senses are all deceived by a layer of illusion, so he can't detect his body and the current situation.

If so.

In the dry corpse forest here, the dried corpses of thousands of Demon Spirit Stream natives, as well as the dried corpses of the twenty-three foreign monks, the cause behind them is probably found.

These people must have traveled to this mountain, and fell into the illusion of something that was scattered from nowhere, until the water of their bodies was dispersed, their vitality was cut off, and they turned into dried corpses and pestles in place, and they did not even realize the moment of death.

Gu Qing stretched out his hand.

At the moment, he may also be in a state of illusion.

But as far as he can see, as far as Ruan Xiaoliu's specific situation is concerned, the possibility that he is in an illusion is very small.

But.

Don't be left unguarded.

Let's go to the stele space and take a walk.

Settle down.

Gu Qing grabbed Ruan Xiaoliu's neck.

He didn't pay any attention to how Ruan Xiaoliu struggled, and followed the way he came, quickly swept towards the outside of the dry corpse forest, and soon returned to the mountain bag where the two of them had seen the dry corpse forest before.

He threw Ruan Xiaoliu on the ground and looked at it again.

Ruan Xiaoliu's body has no longer become more shriveled.

The illusion that can blind the senses of this child should not be removed.

"Senior Lin, what's the matter...... What's wrong? ”

Ruan Xiaoliu was a little stunned by Gu Qing's sudden move, he pressed against his shriveled cheeks, and showed a trace of fear of the unknown with a vivid expression.

Gu Qing's gaze looked away.

"Nothing."

He glanced at the dry corpse forest and spat out two words coldly.

Gu Qing's feet stepped on.

His figure flew to the side.

Ruan Xiaoliu raised his eyes to look, but there was no trace of Gu Qing

"This old demon Lin's speed, so fast......"

On Ruan Xiaoliu's chapped lips, there was dark red blood flowing out, but in his senses, he just felt that his lips were a little astringent, and he licked his lips.

Dark red blood, dripping on the ground, seeping into the ground.

Ruan Xiaoliu continued to cast his gaze on the dried corpse forest in front of him.

There, there seemed to be something that made his heart yearn for it.

Ruan Xiaoliu was slightly distracted.

What he didn't notice was.

A dark red breath, along with his blood, dripped to the ground, diffusing from the mountain bag in front of the dry corpse forest, condensing into a crimson tentacle, from under the ground, towards Ruan Xiaoliu on top of this mountain bag.

……

Next to a dozen protruding stone pillars on the side.

Gu Qing's figure quietly appeared.

"It seems that I am not in the illusion."

His heart was slightly relieved.

Just now, he had already entered the stele space.

He was on land, in and out of the stone tablet space, and he didn't have the difficulty of being on the island in the Black Sea.

Inside the stele space.

Gu Qing carefully examined his body with his divine sense.

Furthermore.

He also pressed his body against the black stone tablet.

A few breaths.

Until, I noticed that the black stele had not moved.

Gu Qing was a little relieved.

Standing next to the dozen or so stone pillars in the mountain bag, Gu Qing wanted to turn around and look for Ruan Xiaoliu, but the ground under his feet trembled suddenly.

Subsequently.

The stone skins on the more than a dozen stone pillars quickly fell off.

These pillars reveal a black texture.

More than a dozen stone pillars that had already turned into black were rooted in the mountain pack, constantly trembling, Gu Qing had a strange feeling, and he glanced at the surrounding terrain a few times.

That weird feeling, lingering.

He didn't have to think about it any more.

And there was a crack under his feet.

A red light in his eyes, extremely indifferent, from the cracked part of the mountain bag, was projected directly on Gu Qing's body.

Burst!

The surging white gas dispersed from Gu Qing's body.

At this moment, Gu Qing only felt an irresistible force, which wrapped his body around him in an instant.

His body, as if thrown into a huge furnace, was filled with scorching flames in all directions.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment.

The red eyes had moved away from Gu Qing's body.

Gu Qing fell to the ground on one knee.

He gasped violently.

His body trembled constantly.

The fine wounds penetrated through every pore of him, and on his bones, the pale golden luster flowed wildly, forcibly gluing his body that was about to collapse.

A trace of blood overflowed on the surface of Gu Qing's body.

The blood soon seeped into his body again.

The ground trembled violently.

But Gu Qing had no time to take care of it.

He quietly looked inwardly at himself, not daring to make the slightest move.

At this time, even if he is a mortal person, if he stretches out his palm and pats him, his body will be completely defeated, and he will die of misery.

Until a dozen breaths later.

Gu Qing dared to gasp softly.

The sound of the wound healing rapidly sounded around him.

A feeling of exhaustion made him a little sleepy.

Above his bones.

The golden luster became a little sluggish.

Gu Qing got up and quickly looked around.

The surrounding heaven and earth have been shrouded in red light.

The dense red tentacles stretched out frantically from the mountain bag below, and Gu Qing realized what kind of mountain bag this was, it was clearly a monster the size of a mountain bag!

The whole picture of this monster is difficult for Gu Qing to see.

But those huge eyes glowing with red eyes, probably as big as a mortal courtyard, and the dozen or so upside-down black stone pillars, growing above these huge eyes glowing with red eyes, were actually the eyelashes of this monster.

Gu Qing's figure quickly retreated.

This monster is too strong for him to deal with.

Just stare at him with big red eyes for a while, and he will turn to powder and ashes.

Fortunately.

This monster ignored his 'ant'.

The figure exploded back more than 2,000 feet.

Gu Qing finally saw the whole picture of this monster.

In his heart, a trace of horror suddenly appeared.

The body of this monster is in the shape of a round shape, its size is extremely large, I am afraid that it is nearly a thousand feet, half of the body is sunk in the ground, its skin and flesh are black and red, and there are many fine 'fluff' on the body, this fluff is the strange tree of fire color on these mountain bags.

"So many mountain bags, all overgrown with fire-colored strange trees......"

Gu Qing glanced around.

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

This area is full of such small mountain bags, and they are all overgrown with strange trees of fire, which means that he has been walking through the hordes of terrifying monsters for the past few days!

It's useless to think too much.

Gu Qing's gaze looked to the side.

Landing on the mountain in front of the dry corpse forest.

That mountain bag, at this moment, has also woken up.

It turned into a monster that was a little bigger, and the thousands of dried corpses on it had long since disappeared, and the red tentacles were overwhelming, constantly heading towards the side, and the monster that had just glanced at Gu Qing attacked.

The monster that had just glanced at Gu Qing was not to be outdone, and reached out with dense red tentacles, frantically facing the monster that was larger than its size.

From a distance, the battle between the two is simple and boring.

But the feeling of shaking the earth and shaking the mountains is extremely strong.

Gu Qing's expression was solemn.

A huge popping sound sounded in my ears from time to time.

His gaze was cast on a tiny red tentacle.

The red tentacle fluttered lightly on the nearby mountain, and the next moment, where the red tentacle fell, a considerable range of mountain rocks seemed to be evaporated.

Even if this tiniest red tentacle struck, an ordinary Qi Refining Stage Great Perfection cultivator would not be able to resist it.

In this demonic spirit stream, I am afraid that even the monks of the foundation building period will be difficult to match, this huge monster with a thousand feet.

Gu Qing glanced twice.

He withdrew his gaze.

After a few glances around, Gu Qing had already found the nearest way to leave this terrifying mountain group.

His body swept away, and at the fastest speed, he went out of this mountain group, and in a few moments, he had traveled more than ten miles away regardless of the loss of physical strength.

From time to time, he stepped on the ground and jumped up with his strength.

As if flying close to the ground, Gu Qing turned over a few mountain bags, but his heart did not relax at all, until he stepped on the ground again and got up with his strength.

Airplanes......

The tremor came from all directions.

Immediately.

Dozens of reddish eyes, far or near, lit up one after another, and threw themselves at Gu Qing, who was fleeing with all his might.